The fire caught successfully, and Bucky blew gently on the flame to spread it to the paper he'd stuffed among the kindling. Soon enough the kindling caught too, and started to spread to the more solid logs.

"We'll have to get you out of them," he replied, the colored a little as he realized how that sounded. Clearly having Billy in his arms for so long made too much of an impression! "I mean. The shower isn't the worst, and I grabbed some clothes for you."